The Divine Immortal Sect Reveals Its Might!

Chapter 12: The Immortal Sect Reveals Its Might!

Translator: Krukist

"System, use ten thousand sect points to perform ten lottery draws!"

In the main hall of the Divine Immortal Sect, Wang Feng sat on the Sect Master's throne, silently commanding.

At the moment, he had a total of over eleven thousand sect points. After setting aside a little over a thousand, he decided to spend ten thousand on the lottery to enhance the sect's strength.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for drawing one-tenth of Yue's cultivation!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for drawing Ye Gucheng's self-created sword technique, 'Heavenly Sword from Beyond!'"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for drawing one-fifth of Ximen Chuixue's cultivation!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for drawing Ximen Chuixue's Mystic Technique, 'Radiant Sword Path!'"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for drawing two-tenths of Yue's cultivation!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for drawing Yue's Mystic Technique, 'Bright Jade Art!'"

"Ding! ..."

As soon as Wang Feng finished speaking, the system's cold voice continuously rang in his mind, causing a smile to grow on his face.

Out of the ten lottery draws, apart from the second, fourth, and sixth draws, which yielded the three individuals' Mystic Techniques, the rest were all portions of their cultivation!

Wang Feng had been feeling that his cultivation was somewhat lacking. Now, having drawn the cultivation of three experts who were at least at the peak of the Sovereign Realm or higher, it was the perfect opportunity to boost his own strength. Overall, the ten thousand sect points were well spent.

"System, infuse all the drawn cultivation into me!"

Wang Feng silently commanded. He had no intention of transferring the drawn cultivation to Ling Feiwu or Li Qing. As the Sect Master, he was still not strong enough himself. How could he consider transferring cultivation to his disciples? Only when the drawn cultivation could no longer enhance his own strength would Wang Feng consider transferring it to his disciples.

After all, he, the Sect Master, was the face of the entire Immortal Sect.

Boom!

As soon as Wang Feng finished speaking, a terrifying force suddenly emerged from the void and surged into his body, causing him to shudder violently. This immense power continuously circulated within him, refining his physique.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for advancing to the Sovereign Realm! Reward: one thousand sect points!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for advancing to the early stage of the Profound Sovereign Realm! Reward: five thousand sect points!"

Two consecutive system notifications rang in Wang Feng's mind, and his entire demeanor underwent a dramatic change. A regal aura began to emanate from him.

"Not bad, not bad. I am now a Profound Sovereign Realm expert!" Feeling the vast power within him, Wang Feng nodded in satisfaction and murmured to himself.

Although summoning Ye Gucheng and the others had initially delighted him, as the Sect Master, his cultivation had only been at the Entering Sovereign Realm, which significantly lowered his prestige. Now that he had become a Profound Sovereign Realm expert, he finally felt worthy of his position as the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect.

"System, infuse the drawn Mystic Techniques into me as well!" Wang Feng commanded again.

Although Wang Feng's cultivation had reached the early stage of the Profound Sovereign Realm, he was arguably the weakest Profound Sovereign. He possessed the cultivation but lacked the corresponding Mystic Techniques and combat experience. With Ye Gucheng and the others' Mystic Techniques, Wang Feng could truly match the status of a Profound Sovereign expert.

Boom!

As soon as Wang Feng finished speaking, several memories instantly flooded his mind. The sheer volume of information caused his body to tremble uncontrollably, and a faint sword intent began to emanate from him.

In his mind, Wang Feng continuously saw visions of Ye Gucheng creating the "Heavenly Sword from Beyond," Ximen Chuixue practicing the "Radiant Sword Path," and Yue cultivating the "Bright Jade Art." These three scenes were forcibly inserted into his memory, causing him excruciating pain.

Even as a Profound Sovereign expert, Wang Feng found it difficult to endure the overwhelming influx of memories.

Both the "Heavenly Sword from Beyond" and the "Radiant Sword Path," as well as the "Bright Jade Art," were peak Emperor-grade techniques. Receiving three such techniques simultaneously was no easy feat.

This was also due to Wang Feng's lack of understanding of cultivation. After all, his cultivation had been rapidly boosted through direct infusion. Otherwise, he would never have dared to accept these three techniques in such a manner.

After an unknown period of time, Wang Feng finally calmed down. The sword intent coalescing around him had fully formed. If not for the system's shielding, the sword intent emanating from him would have been immediately detected by Ye Gucheng and the others.

"Whew! Damn, that almost killed me!" Only now did Wang Feng let out a sigh of relief, cursing with lingering fear. The thought of the pain he had just endured made him shudder. He swore to himself that he would never do something so reckless again.

"Although it was excruciating, it was worth it!"

Wang Feng nodded in satisfaction. The three Mystic Techniques were now deeply ingrained in his mind, as if he had practiced them for countless years. Even though he had never used them before, Wang Feng felt that he had fully grasped the essence of these techniques.

With these three techniques and his solid foundation—despite his rapid cultivation boost—Wang Feng was confident that he could now contend with mid-stage Profound Sovereign experts.

After spending several hours familiarizing himself with his newfound power, Wang Feng summoned Yue and Xuansha, the Great Demon.

This was Xuansha's first time entering the main hall of the Divine Immortal Sect. As he gazed at Wang Feng seated on the throne, a sense of reverence welled up within him.

At this moment, Wang Feng's aura was restrained, yet he exuded an air of profound mystery. Coupled with the luxurious and majestic throne, Wang Feng appeared like a celestial king, radiating immense authority.

Xuansha couldn't help but think that since the Divine Immortal Sect was an ancient hidden sect, with even its elders being Profound Sovereign experts, how terrifying must the Sect Master, who presided over such a sect, be?

Perhaps, despite his youth, the Sect Master was the most formidable hidden powerhouse in the Immortal Sect?

"Greetings, Sect Master!" Thinking this, Xuansha immediately bowed respectfully to Wang Feng.

"No need for formalities. Please, take a seat." Seeing Xuansha's attitude, Wang Feng nodded in satisfaction and gestured to the seats below.

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Xuansha didn't stand on ceremony and promptly sat down. Although he now held respect for Wang Feng, as a former peak Profound Sovereign expert, he wasn't about to become overly subservient.

Buzz!

Just as Xuansha sat down, Yue's figure gracefully appeared. Xuansha immediately felt a chill run through his body, causing him to shiver. He glanced at Yue but quickly averted his gaze, his face filled with wariness.

With just one look, Xuansha knew that this peerlessly beautiful woman, who resembled a celestial fairy, was the one who had once blasted him away with a single palm strike.

Although Yue's beauty stirred even the heart of a Great Demon like him, Xuansha didn't dare to look at her for too long. He was well aware that this beauty was not only cold to the bone but also ruthlessly cruel. Back then, before he could even step into the pavilion, she had sent him flying with a single strike—and they were supposed to be from the same sect!

If she could be so ruthless to a fellow sect member, one could only imagine how difficult it would be to approach her.

"Greetings, Sect Master!"

After bowing to Wang Feng, Yue also took a seat without hesitation, sitting directly across from Xuansha.

Although Xuansha knew that Yue's gaze wasn't fixed on him, he still felt extremely uncomfortable. The pressure this peerless beauty exuded was too great, even for someone like him.

Despite knowing that Yue's cultivation was only at the early stage of the Profound Sovereign Realm—weaker than his peak strength—and that her combat prowess, while impressive, couldn't possibly match his peak power, Xuansha couldn't help but feel an inexplicable fear toward her.

"I summoned you two here today because I want you to accompany me on a trip outside the sect," Wang Feng said without delay after Yue had taken her seat.

Wang Feng hadn't forgotten his mission to recruit ten disciples. So far, he had only recruited two, leaving eight more to go. Moreover, for the Immortal Sect to grow, disciples were indispensable.

With Li Qing's physique now activated and Ling Feiwu temporarily handling his training, and with Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue guarding the sect, Wang Feng felt secure enough to venture out and recruit more disciples.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Both Xuansha and Yue responded in unison, though Xuansha couldn't help but feel uneasy at the thought of traveling alongside Yue.

While Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were also cold and aloof, they didn't instill the same fear in Xuansha as Yue did. Despite her lower cultivation compared to Ximen Chuixue, Yue somehow managed to intimidate him more.

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Meanwhile, as Wang Feng, Xuansha, and Yue stepped out of the Hidden Spiritual Sect Sanctuary and appeared in the thatched cottage, Grand Elder Qiu Wanfeng of the Lingyun Sect also arrived in the valley where the cottage was located.

"This is the valley, no doubt about it. There's indeed the aura of an early-stage General Realm expert!"

Standing on a large boulder, Grand Elder Qiu Wanfeng scanned the valley and, after careful sensing, his eyes gleamed with interest as he murmured to himself.

As an Entering Sovereign expert, even after a day or two, he could still detect the residual aura in the area. Of course, he couldn't sense any auras left by beings stronger than himself.

"Hmm? Why is there a thatched cottage in this valley?"

At that moment, Qiu Wanfeng noticed the cottage and frowned in confusion. He then floated down to the front of the cottage, examining it closely.

"Divine Immortal Sect?"

Qiu Wanfeng read the three crooked characters written above the cottage and couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh, shaking his head.

"In this day and age, even the most insignificant creatures dare to establish sects! Truly frogs at the bottom of a well, laughable and overestimating their abilities!"

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